Monthly Archives: August 2014

As a teacher, January 1 always felt like the middle of the year, not the beginning. The first day of school marks the start of my “year”. But I won’t be breaking out any confetti come August 19. I’ll have … Continue reading →

Originally posted on Short Fiction Break: In photo (l. to r.) the author’s father, sister, and herself at Daddy Date Night 1993 Tina Andrews listened to the excited banter in the gymnasium, her mouth a tight line across her face.…